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Just Passing Through
We're
Just passing through
Each other's lives
You and I.
We touched
Briefly
And said, "Goodbye".
But as you go
Hear me:
Your touch has made a difference.
Just passing through
Each other's lives
You and I.
We touched
Briefly
And said, "Goodbye".
But as you go
Hear me:
Your touch has made a difference.
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May
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- Bye Bye Fish
- That "Another Story"
- How to Feel Really Stupid
- A Little Irony
- A Better Bumper Sticker
- How to Keep a Garter Snake
- A Peculiar Bumper Sticker
- The Encounter That Wasn't
- Just Breathe
- A Little Progress
- I Remember Jason
- Stretching
- Take Other Route?
- A Message From the Fishing Opener
- Waste
- A Very Confusing Day
- Manatees of Homosassa
- Pollinators
- Owl in the Rain
- Updating with Pictures
- Where's the Balance?
- Arachnophobia
- The Haircut
- And More Timericks
- Timericks
- Rae's Story
- Heartbreak
- Boobquake: Afterword
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About Me
- Heather M. Rosa
- I've earned every white hair, and take life seriously while laughing at its abundant absurdities. I am or have been daughter, sister, woman, wife, ex-wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, lover, friend, waitress, store clerk, family day care provider, store manager and manager trainer, support group facilitator, non-profit board president, mayor, council member, poetographer, auction clerk, courier, and now enjoying my well-earned retirement as a snowbird. Someday I'm likely to decide what I want to do when I grow up if I don't grow old too soon first.
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